Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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*He is the humanoid form of a shaky Chihuahua.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*They sound very fun to mess with, love me a shaky Chihuahua.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*anyone wanna RP?*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*Basically the idea is he has paranoia like Scott but I turned it on it's head that he has a hard time perceiving reality from what his mind conjures up. While Scott's paranoia was created by Khemet, this dude was born with it.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Ah paranoia, a difficult thing to balance in rp, an art of you will. I would love to see what you do with it.*
*welp GTG now*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
Max is in the library, copying down recipes, machine plans, and even spells into a big journal.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Helianth is also at the library, contorting its stem and roots to slither between the shelves, holding multiple books amidst its roots with one flower head reading each.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The man doesn't notice the massive sunflower until he runs out of books, at which point he looks up to get another one and just... pales, staring at the aberrant plant with horror. He picks up his journal as quietly as he can with his shaky hands.
SoH: 10
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The horrific plant also doesn't immediately notice him, just shambling about the place, muttering to itself in Deep Speech as it does. To those who've never met Helianth (and, quite frankly, most who have met it), it'd probably be utterly terrifying.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Whoops, sorry again.*
“… Remember bad things… some kind of city in the desert… a catastrophe. Beyond that, it’s all gone.” He says, thinking to himself for a moment.
“I ain’t got any ideas unfortunately, maybe I’ll come up with somethin’ but it’s up ta ya in the end.” She says, beginning to put seasonings in the broth, the cave filling with that good blood smell.
*Make a reply, I’ll get it.*
*I also made a Tsukasa based character and introed them, wanna deal with them?*
*You really did make Himbo Toothless, absolutely perfect. Love a good Himbo.*
They see someone walk into town through the forest, they look to the new arrival and politely wave, the lioness at their side roaring softly at them.
*Intro for description:
Within the forest, a mysterious portal opens, but of course, around this town that isn't anything new. From what can be seen from the glittering sheen on the other side of the portal, spilling out the smell of strawberries in the air, it leads to the Summer Court of the Fey Wild, but strangely, it isn't a Fey that comes through. Standing tall, taller than most is a human man with strange markings on his shoulder that seem to lead onto his chest. He looks... young, around his teenage years, possibly slightly older but the garbs he wears suggest something ancient... like that of a hunter in their truest form, back in the day when hunting was a fight to the death.
He has a scar on his chest with a matching spot on his back, like he was pierced through by something. Long brown hair tied up in bundles, like it hasn't been cut, like that of a caveman. His clothes are made from the hides of many animals, the hide of what must have been a massive lion before on his shoulders as well. He carries two jagged short swords made from rock at his sides, a bow and quiver on his back, full of arrows. His eyes are a soft brown. He is lean and muscular, appearing incredibly strong, but also lean, his eyes carrying a deep intelligence that contrasts his appearance. His hands are some kind of strange stoney spots and cracks on them, like his skin has actually turned to stone there. An ethereal lioness follows after, growling softly as he looks around this new place.
*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)